
Written to the prompt: Lungs and other luxuries
Written to the prompt: Lungs and other luxuries
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Hi Lisa, I wrote this poem “I, Can Breath” in response to the words “I Can’t Breath”, and which appears in my book Tullawalla…
” I, Can Breathe”
I don’t own much
I don’t owe much
I share what I have
I have hope and love……
Oh, we, the drowned
We, the broken
We, the leftover pieces
We, hoping for peace
I see their choices
I hear their voices
I am defiant
I, cannot be a tyrant
I, cannot be violent
I, cannot be silent
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Strong!
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At the time feelings were strong…
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Absolutely! I meant that as a compliment to your writing.
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Thank you Lisa.. I am humbled..
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